SUNJATA
the flood
He’s positive he’s going to be sick. His stomach heaves as he lurches, body ready to expunge everything he’s had that day. And he does – unable to fight against the mouth sweats, the disorientation in his mind that battles against the sickness as well. And when he manages to feel somewhat better – ever so slightly, he drops to the sand beside Remi, hearing bits and pieces of what the Lullaby says.
“You saved me.” He murmurs, turning his head in the sand and exhaling a shuddering sigh. “The sea panther was back.” A panted comment, as if Remi hadn’t just seen it with his own eyes as well. “Thought the governor should know.” He manages to push himself back up a small amount – fighting the way the world shifts around him as he shuts his eyes tight and crawls over toward Remi, laying a hand on the man and tugging him closer.
“We gotta go home.” And leave the monsters and dangers behind.
“You saved me.” He murmurs, turning his head in the sand and exhaling a shuddering sigh. “The sea panther was back.” A panted comment, as if Remi hadn’t just seen it with his own eyes as well. “Thought the governor should know.” He manages to push himself back up a small amount – fighting the way the world shifts around him as he shuts his eyes tight and crawls over toward Remi, laying a hand on the man and tugging him closer.
“We gotta go home.” And leave the monsters and dangers behind.
hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
makes one hell of a collaboration
makes one hell of a collaboration
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
